The populace wanting a reprieve from ‘the necessities of their condition,’ he wrote, had been led down the primrose path by a mirage of well-being to which ideological conjurers had made them feel entitled.

In the one glass, alcohol can stimulate the mind or lend courage to the meek; in the other, it is a primrose path to perdition.

But pretending the budget doesn't matter is the primrose path to high taxes and poor services.